I seem to be a fake mistress

The ministers euphemistically said that Yue Yang needs someone to take care of him below, and the concubines have served him the longest and know his preferences best, otherwise he would be lonely if he left alone.

Yue Ming always avoids such problems, he neither agrees nor obeys, and brings the topic to the people's livelihood and society, which can be described as extremely tight.

But he knew that he could escape for a while, but he couldn't escape for a lifetime. If these people were not dealt with, it would be difficult to dispel the hatred in the hearts of the ministers, even if it was not their fault.

He had no choice but to take it one step at a time, and send all the concubines in the harem back to their families, so that they could reunite with their parents, and hoped that the ministers could shelve this matter temporarily under the warmth of the family.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the ministers brought all the girls from the family into the palace.

"Your Majesty, if the courtiers are married to the royal family, it would be a joke if they go home at this time, why don't you take them into your harem..."

He knows it!The ministers are simply greedy!

To force him so much.

If he doesn't accept it, I'm afraid his ministers will put the yellow robe on others before his position as emperor is hot.

Yue Ming slept in the side hall all day long, and since he went crazy that time, he never dared to step into Wen Qi's bedroom, he was afraid that Wen Qi would see his eyes, and he was afraid that Wen Qi would seek death again.

He was simply the soft spot in his heart.

Yue Ming approved some more memorials before he blew out the lamp.

Wen Qi was sitting in the dormitory, also not asleep, and he was thinking about Yue Ming that day.

Why does he feel that Yue Ming is also in pain?Otherwise why did he cry then?

After thinking about it, Wen Qi smiled again, covered the quilt and fell asleep face-to-face.

I don't know who ordered it, and I don't know who is planning it in private. The ministers all visited the Queen Mother before going to court, hoping that the Queen Mother can restrain the emperor and sit the daughters of all ministers in the seats they should be sitting in.

After drinking a cup of tea, the Queen Mother dragged down the time to go to court before replying: "Okay."

Write down Yizhi with your own hand and stamp your own seal.

Yue Ming waited for a quarter of an hour before waiting for the ministers, all the ministers were proud of themselves, carrying the queen mother's order.

The emperor can only agree.

The Palace of Mental Cultivation naturally heard the news, but they didn't dare to tell their sick master, for fear that if something happened to the master, they would not be able to explain it, so they simply kept silent.

But when the palace servants knocked over a bowl of bird's nest and tripped over the threshold, Wen Qi finally asked the reason.

"Your Majesty, you have to believe that the Emperor didn't even think about it, it was the Queen Mother's order!"

Wen Qi felt a pain in his heart: "Can the queen mother control the emperor?"

"Your Majesty, the Emperor really only loves you!"

Wen Qi only found it ironic. Since ancient times, emperors have been affectionate, so why does he insist on being that one person?

He grinded with a pen, and wrote down today's schedule, fearing that others would know what he wrote, so he specially changed it into English.

After writing, put it in the box, and when it accumulates for a period of time, open it again.

Wen Qi sighed a few times, and immediately there was a strong wind in the air. Just when the emperor came out of the palace, he felt the wind like a knife cutting his face, and he was actually a little refreshed.

It is said that Duan Guiren's tears are pouring rain, and sighing is the northwest wind, so...

Does he know his pain?

Yue Ming rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation non-stop, only to see Wen Qi bandaging a little rabbit's leg, and said: "Run quickly after binding, don't stay here, it's best to run out of the palace .”

He gently stroked the rabbit's head again, and Yue Ming's heart suddenly became cold again.

It turned out that he was not because of himself at all, but because of a rabbit, and he wanted to leave.

He...has never cared about himself for a moment.

Yue Ming walked back to the palace, looked at the man in black beside him: "Let Duan Guiren change back into a man's attire, and send him out of the palace."

The man in black: "You are not afraid that he has followers..."

Yue Ming gave a rare smile: "Having party members...that's even better."

At least they can go head-to-head.

Wen Qi was surrounded by a group of maids again, but last time they sent him into the palace, this time they sent him away.

All the heavy decorations were taken off, and Wen Qi's long hair was tied into a crown. He looked like a handsome young man, except that his face was slightly pale.

The man in black stood at the door and waited.

Wen Qi was suddenly in a daze, looking at the man in black: "What's wrong?"

The man in black: "The emperor asked me to send you out of the palace."

Wen Qi smiled coldly, and said, "Am I blocking the emperor's eyes? Is it because of the new concubine in the harem? Or is it that the purpose has been achieved and I am no longer needed?"

The man in black: "How dare you say that about the emperor!"

Wen Qi closed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, he is the emperor, what am I?"

The man in black froze for a moment, and Wen Qi got into the carriage.

The carriage jolted forward, but unexpectedly, the young emperor was standing on the stage, watching Wen Qi's carriage drift away.

After all, he didn't send him off for the last time.

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Wen Qi opened the curtain, put his head out to take a look, and met the emperor's eyes, and finally the emperor looked away first.

Wen Qi retracted into the sedan chair, feeling a pain in his chest.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was completely empty, but when Yue Ming walked up to him, he vaguely felt that Wen Qi was still there. When he entered the hall, he saw that all the palace servants looked hopeless.

It wasn't until Yue Ming approached them that they said, "Good luck, Your Majesty."

"Clean up the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and I will live in it from now on."

Everyone can only say yes.

Yue Ming looked at the courtyard where Wen Qi lived, and at some point, there was a swing inside, which had nothing to do with the majesty of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Yue Ming stepped forward to caress the swing, but a little eunuch suddenly knelt down.

"Your majesty, you are finally here, and nobleman Duan did not wait in vain."

what?

Yue Ming looked at the little eunuch: "What do you mean!"

His heart trembled a little.

"This swing was specially made for you by Noble Duan. He did all the work of cutting trees and firewood. We want to help him not to interfere at all, saying that he will do it for you wholeheartedly."

The emperor forced himself to settle down: "When did he do it?"

Little eunuch: "It was that time when you sent him back, he was clearly ill, but he didn't listen to anyone, and in the end..."

"In the end, I waited until you invited all the concubines back, and then I waited for the news that you drove him away."

The little eunuch's tone was full of complaints, but Yue Ming didn't mean to blame at all.

"He...doesn't he want to leave?"

"Your Majesty, do you know what he asked at the end? He asked us to ask you what he is."

Yue Ming: "Hurry up and send nobleman Duan back!"

The imperial guards chased forward at the fastest speed, and the emperor followed behind, and immediately waited for the answer:

Duan Guiren mixed into the crowd and was nowhere to be found.